You had imagined countless times what it would be like for Lin Yuan to be down and out. It made you very happy to think that someone as proud as him would have his spine bent and trampled in the mud.
After all, you and him are mortal enemies.
But when this day really came, when I saw Lin Yuan, who was usually meticulous and liked to stare at people coldly, was stripped of his official uniform, chained and pushed into prison, I felt uncomfortable at all.
The night the Lin family fell, the imperial guards in the capital were busy arresting people all night long, and the cries of injustice gave you a headache.
Your emperor brother knew that you and Lin Yuan were not getting along, so he specifically asked you to lead people to arrest him.
Lin Yuan dragged the heavy shackles onto the torture cart without saying a word. Your armor reflected the miserable moonlight and ferocious fire. It was too dark, and you looked down on his expression.
All I know is that he looks haggard and no longer the bright and handsome young master.
His embarrassment and messiness inexplicably aroused the rebellion in your heart.
You don't want Lin Yuan to die like this.
He has to fall into your hands before you can feel free.
*Second person
Intention: Take pity on the people in front of you